The Story of… Elijah Part 4: The Part Where He Fucked Me!

Six of us from work decided to meet for drinks on Saturday. Because most people from the studio and office are working from home now we don’t really get to see each other. There was me, three other girls and two guys – one of which was Elijah.

I was wearing a red bodysuit, with a tight black mini skirt and black high heels. This particular bodysuit (pictured on me above) makes my tits look huge – which is ridiculous really because they’re small. But it had the effect I wanted. Both of the guys were eyeing me up all night and it felt fucking hot!

The night started with general work chat and catching up. I was sat next to Elijah all evening and there was definite, subtle flirting going on. As the night progressed work went out of the window. We started drinking cocktails, which then led to drinking games and shots. I ended the night, as always on neat vodka.

Because of our current curfew laws it was time to leave the pub at 10.00 and I really didn’t want the party to end. Four of them jumped on a bus to go home. Which left only me and Elijah.

“It’s so early. Do you fancy a drink at mine?” I asked him. It was probably a silly question because we were definitely very drunk by this point!

“Yeah that would be cool” he replied, so we made the short walk back to my house. Once inside I put some music on in the living room and poured us both some neat vodka…

I sat next to him on the sofa and this is where the flirting really began. He put his hand on my leg, looked me in the eye and said “You look so fucking hot tonight.” I gazed at him and replied “Thank you. You look pretty damn good yourself” before biting my bottom lip. We carried on drinking and we were definitely very drunk by now. But I kept pouring. I was having too much fun to stop. At one point we were both stood up in my living room and he hugged me “This has been the best night” he said to me. I could instantly feel his boner pressing up against me. We looked at each other, inches away from each other. I was sure we were about to kiss. I wanted it so much and I knew he did too. We got really close before his conscience got the better of him and he pulled away and sat back down on the sofa…

After a couple more hours of drinking vodka and shots I told him “I’m going to have to get to bed soon. I’m so fucking drunk.” “Of course” he said. “I should get home.” I thought about it for a second. “You can sleep on the sofa if you want hun? You’re far too drunk to be walking home.” I meant it as well, we were far too drunk… “Are you sure?” He asked. “Of course.” I left the room briefly to fetch him a pillow, a sheet and a duvet. I said goodnight to him and he kissed me on the cheek…

With that I went upstairs, got naked and climbed into bed. My mind wandered to how close we came to kissing. I touched my pussy and I was soaked. I thought about having a play but was sure he would hear as he was in the room directly below.

The more I thought about it all the more frustrated I became. I’m use to fucking who I want and I didn’t like this outcome. I sent him a text:

“If you’re uncomfortable, there’s loads of room in my bed. We obviously don’t have to touch. First room on the right upstairs if you want to xxx” I sent the message and wondered if I had done the right thing… Would he even respond?

About two minutes later I heard him walking up the stairs. I instantly got butterflies in my stomach. He knocked at the door “Can I come in?” he whispered. “Of course.” The door opened and I saw his silhouette. I could tell he was only wearing his boxers… “Climb in” I said to him. He got into bed and lay flat on his back. “Are you naked?” He asked me. “I always sleep naked, but don’t worry I’ll keep my distance” I said giggling… We sat there in compete silence for three or four minutes. Then I felt his hand stroke my thigh. “Mmmm” I mumbled just to show my appreciation. He grabbed it a little firmer…

I rolled onto my side towards him and put my arm across his well defined chest. He instantly put his arm around me, reaching down so his hand was at the very bottom of my back – so close to my ass…

He rolled over towards me, just a little. We stared at each other. There he was fucking me with his eyes again! I moved in, so did he, and finally, after all of this time we kissed. Long, slow and passionate kissing. I wanted him more than ever…

I ran my hand down his body, and onto the bulge in his boxers. Still kissing I slipped my hand under onto his small, fat cock that was rock hard! “I’ve been waiting a long time to touch this cock” I told him as I used my other hand to pull his boxers down. “Fuck” he whispered in-between kissing me. He rolled over onto his side and placed a hand between my legs, slowly moving it up until he reached my soaked pussy. “Ahh fuck” I cried out quietly. Our tongues were still playing, I was now wanking him off as his big fingers were stroking my pussy…

I pulled my mouth away from his. “Come fuck me” I whispered to him. He started kissing me again and moved up on top of me. I reached down for his chubby cock and slipped it inside me. I gently bit his lip as he first entered me. The very first thrust almost took me to the edge. This had been weeks in the making. I arched my back as his hand found my tits and erect nipples. He grabbed at them. Our kissing was getting faster and harder. I reached down, put both my hands on his ass and pushed him harder into me. “Ahhh fuck yes!” I cried out. As he started to fuck me, his hands all over me. I wrapped my legs around him, still grabbing at his lovely ass. He reached down with one hand and grabbed my ass cheek, and that’s when he really started to fuck me! I paused from the kissing “You’re going to make me cum” I said between moans. “Fuck I want that so much” he told me. “Grab my tits hard” I pleaded. He did. His left hand grabbing my one tit, then the other as his cock pumped my pussy. “Where shall I cum” he asked me. I started kissing him again. “Inside me” I whispered into his ear as I felt the joy of my orgasm sweep over my body. I came so fucking hard. Grabbing at him as I released. I heard him moan, and then one big thrust and I felt his cum fill my pussy… It was so fucking hot, so sexy!

He kissed me immediately after. We were so drunk but there’s no doubt – we knew what we were doing. “That was fucking amazing” he told me. He slipped off to the side of me, putting his arms around me, and that is where we slept for the rest of the night…

When we woke up, there was a little awkwardness but nothing too bad. We had a conversation and he said as much as he had loved it, it really shouldn’t happen again. ‘We’ll fucking see’ I thought to myself…

I was so happy we fucked! We won’t be seeing each other for a few days now, but I’m interested to see what life will be like in the office. I hope he still fucks me with his eyes… Time will tell I guess…

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